[ He summons his echoes with a flick his wrist while he's sucking Aventurine's lips in between his teeth, absently directing them to grab a new bottle and open it. They carry it over, and Sunday takes a sip before crushing Aventurine's mouth back to his and sharing it with him as he presses Aventurine's body closer to his own.
The taste is more intoxicating this way, and he's sure his body is responding faster than he can help it as he licks all the stray drops from Aventurine's chin when he pulls back a bit. ]
Re: Day 67.
The taste is more intoxicating this way, and he's sure his body is responding faster than he can help it as he licks all the stray drops from Aventurine's chin when he pulls back a bit. ]
I always lose my mind around you.